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I used to believe that ponies were baby horses. And by "used to" I mean "until yesterday." I am 29. I am also an idiot.

When we first learned about pollination back in Primary School, I asked the teacher why that didn't lead to stuff like flowers that were half dandelion and half violet. She answered that on each trip from the hive, a bee would visit only one species of flower, so a bee who'd collected nectar and pollen on violets would bring it home to the hive before visiting any other kind of flower.

I believed that for years, and am still disgruntled when I think about a techer telling us silly stories.

When I was younger, my dad took us all to Sam's Club to shop for a tent so we could go camping. I didn't understand the concept of a miniature display tent, so I asked him why all the tents at Sam's were so small. He answered, "Well, it's about time we bought the cat a new tent." I honestly believed for quite some time that my dad had bought the tent for the cat and would wander around the house at night trying to catch the cat camping.

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iv no idea where this believe came from but as long as i can remmeber i was convinced that baboons ate through their bottoms! im 20 now and only realised this wasnt true a few months ago when i said in a (rather random) conversation about baboons in front of my entire family " i think its weird how they feed through their bums" and they couldnt stop laughing

I used think that squirrels were burying their poop when they really were burying their nuts. I thought that they all ran away from me when I approached them because I watched their friends "burying their poop."

I sused to believe dinosaurs lived in my walls.

From the age of 2 or 3 I was afraid of fuzz. Lint on a sweater was horrifying, you can only imagine. I was pretty sure fuzz balls were actualy spiders sleeping in little balls of web, and if you touched it, the spider would come out...and it wouldn't be happy. This resulted in me running screaming, "Piece of Fuzzzzz!!!! Ahhhhhhh!!!", on a regular basis until the neighbors asked if I had special needs.

We lived out in the country where there were a lot of ticks. Whenever I found one crawling on me or stuck to me I would take it off and save it in a tiny bottle of perfume. I thought collecting them in this way and keeping the dead ticks in captivity was somehow getting them back for biting me.

When I was about 5, I saw the family cat sleeping on the floor. It started to wake up and when it stood up there was a ping pong ball underneath it that it had been laying on. I ran screaming to my mom, "the cat laid an egg".

My dad used to tell me that the tails of lizards would detach on its own and wriggle into humans' ears as and when they wish to. That really freaked me out. Even till now, I'd sleep with my ears covered. Haha!

when i was small i liked to pretend i was a dog. i actually howled at the moon i also sang that song "i wanna be a dog" i now im crazy! i wanted a real dog but my mom wouldnt buy me one. now i finally have one! yay!

i used to belief that pigs and sheep hid in my wardrobe at night to scare me

When I was a child we had rats in our attic that always did alot of scurrying around at night. I would lie in bed and think that they must be playing baseball up there. Because it sounded like they were running the bases. I imagined them with little miniature caps and gloves and bats. I had a vivid imagination.

When I was little, my evil older sister told me a story about a lady that fell asleep with two earwigs in her ears and they ate her brain. Her husband came in to wake her up in the morning and she opened her mouth and thousands of baby earwigs crawled out.
I've paid thousands of dollars to several therapists to get this image out of my head...and to attemp to dissolve the hatred toward my evil sister that haunts the memories of my childhood.

When I was little I didn't like moths, they were annoying and ugly. Then I heard this story~
One day all the little angels in the sky were sad, so sad that they were crying, they wanted to make a beautiful rainbow for the people on earth but didn't know how to color it.
On this very same day the very vain, and beautiful butterflies were hosting a family reunion, all the butterflies invited their cousins, the moths, who were even more beautiful and colorful than the butterflies.
The angels decided to call upon the butterflies with the suggestion that perhaps if they only gave up a little color each they could make their rainbow. The butterflies being vain as they were adman refused and laughed hautily at the sad little cherubs. But the moths were kind creatures and decided that if they gave up every last drop of color, they would be able to make a rainbow for the angels and the people of earth.
And so they did, and the rainbow was as beautiful as the moths were on the inside.

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i belived that bugs can stab me or bite me trought TV.. so i always cryed when i saw mosquito or some other bug on TV..